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Well, Scott has been bugging me about putting up the pictures he took during his B24 flight with Courtney. I hadn't had time to upload the pictures, so I figured this picture of Scott and Dorkis would be a quick fix to post something entertaining. Because this picture is so popular I'll go ahead and leave it up. ;)

I have finally uploaded Scott's photos here. They're cool for a couple reasons. First, this is the last functional B24 in existence and Scott and Courtney basically risked their lives to take the flight. Second, Scott got artistic on some of the shots. I also uploaded some photos Sergio sent me into the Yahoo album.

Remember kids, if you have any photos (appropriate for all ages) that you'd like me to post, send 'em my way and I'll hook it up.

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Editor's note: Matt originally published this as a MySpace bulletin, and I just thought it was too funny not to publish here.

I would consider myself to be a fairly smart person who, for the most part, is centered and rarely a wild man. This afternoon, all of this was about to change. I headed out with my cousin into the wilderness of Cheney, WA.

We started on what we thought would be a great Sunday afternoon walk -- catching up on family gossip and having a few political and theological debates. Sounds pretty wild right? The weather was a cool 79 degrees when we started walking down a old railroad track that has been changed into a walking path about five miles outside of town. This path is so straight that you can see about three miles down before the earth curves and you lose sight of the distant tunnel. Anyway, about five miles down this path the sun starts to burn off the clouds, and the hot rays start to scorch our bodies. At about this time, we choose to turn around and head back the five miles we had traveled.

Being the smart persons we are, both of us forgot to bring any water or suntan lotion. The sun starts to bake and the temperature really spiked (to what I later found out was 92 degrees). About three miles later I almost threw up, and my body completely stops sweating, which, let me tell you, is a wonderful feeling when walking in the heat.

My cousin stated that his brain was no longer working and he would agree with almost any comment I would make if I would just stop talking. Long story short, when we made it back to the car my face, hands, and legs were burnt to a crisp. Tonight it is quite painful to move my arms or legs. We went to a Taco Bell and drank water so fast that, quite frankly, I was unsure where I was. I have never been so disorientated (except after heavy drinking of gin or Jack). The lesson learned is that the sun can hurt you and cause much pain. Also, water is very important and if you are in the heat too long bad things happen.

Finally, to get someone to agree with you radical right political positions you need to take them out into the heat for a 10 mile walk.

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Italy: World Cup Champions!

Italy stole the game from the French, who dominated the second half, by winning a shootout 5-3 after a 1-1 tie in regulation. France's Zinedine Zidane won the Golden Ball award for the tournament's best player. Zidane received a red card late in the second half for headbutting a dude in the chest. Ouch.

While the streets of Rome exploded with celebration after the win (see above), so did the streets of Fircrest, WA. Take a look...

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The Fourth of July started with a bang, or rather a fire. This was the view we had of the boat fire in Squalicum Harbor at approximately 5 p.m. (Photo credit: Moos) I immediately thought, "That looks way too big to be a smoke bomb."

Two people were injured and two boats were destroyed and another boat was seriously damaged, according to the Bellingham Herald story.

After watching the fire for awhile (I'm sure it helped the rescue efforts), I decided to start the food train. Carly made a smorgasbord. I ate way too much and became about as mobile as Jabba the Hut. I was limited to sitting on the couch and watching Making the Band 3. We all made our way to the balcony by 8 p.m., which was idiotic because the fireworks didn't start until 10:30.

Below us, a big Mexican family was barbecuing and playing Latin music. It was new-American patriotism. Moos was moved by the rhythm and danced to music until the fireworks started. The firework show was nice, but not spectacular. It earned a few "Ooos" and "Ahhs."

Summary: I ate chili. My mood was chill. The weather was chilly.